Amsterdam Ave.

It’s Possible that Someone’s on the Verge of Making Me His Wife

My mother and I went to the new apartment today to set some of my stuff up.  When we were ready to leave, I got a text from my fiance (who I am traditionally not seeing this week until the wedding): “Don’t leave yet.”  This was followed by another text: “If someone knocks on the door, hide in the bedroom.”  Sure enough, moments later, there was a knock at the door.  I went to hide in the bedroom while my mother got it.  It was my fiance (it was his birthday today) with a bouquet of flowers for me.  I can’t wait to see him on Thursday. :)